Fred got up as Blue gripped my waist and nudged me slowly backwards until my legs brushed up against the leather of the couch. He pushed downward on my hips and I obliged his silent command, sitting down on the couch.

I peered up at my lovers as they removed their clothes, gulping as my eyes feasted on their delicious, chiselled bodies. I looked from Blue's lean body to Fred's muscular one. If perfection was to be people, it would be my lovers. They were different, both in body and attitude, ...